Don't Burn Out (Currently Editing)

Fifteen

Remember Zetas are the equivalent to war generals.

"Alright baby," Zayn begins pull pieces of grass apart, "you told me that you want to be a Zeta... I chose all the Zetas from watching them as warriors, and usually went people ask to be a Zeta I wait a long while to give the title just to spite them," He teasingly smirks flashing his beautiful white teeth, "ha and you can ask Eleanor about that. The only reason she became a Zeta in the time that she did is because I felt sorry for Louis."

Eleanor. I had a brief but memorable encounter with her at my party awhile ago. She appears to be a mousy and shy; however, she is anything but. Eleanor Calder, second year Zeta, is no meek mouse. She is bubbly, loud, and confident. I aspire to be like her.

"But let me let you in on a little secret, you became a Zeta the moment you realized you wanted this title. This is your pack now. You have as much power to make decisions as I do." He brushed the grass from his shorts and stood up, the sun haloing him, then helped me up.

'Zayn is such a good Alpha. Even the sun knows he is an angel.'

"So what are we doing today, Alpha?"

'Stop being annoying you know he doesn't like that.'

Zayn scrunched his cute little nose up. "Don't do that."

"Whatever you say, Alpha." I tease.

He rolls his eyes and released a slight sigh. "Alright baby I want to see the skills you have as a human first. Tomorrow I'll test Athena."

"First I was to run the border then I want to see how you are with weapons and combat."

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We walk across the field to a huge building. "This kinda is Liam's baby. If it weren't for Danielle, Liam would be in here all day." He pushes the door open, and holds it for me.

I look around, in amazement, to see so many different weapons, stations, and exercise machines. Among everything, only one weapon catches my eyes the most: the beautiful archery station.

"Oh my goddess.." I crane my neck to see the half-circle shaped wall stacked high with bows and arrows and other archery tools.

"You..like archery?" Zayn asks.

"I love it! I want archery to be my troops speciality when I'm a Zeta." I felt like a child on Christmas morning among the racks of different bows and arrows.

A little black bow with dark maroon stripes just demands my attention.  I grab an arrow off the shelf along with a matching black bow. Zayn hovers like a protective shadow as I test the weight and strength of the string. There are quite few stories of people injuring themselves while using a bow that wasn't appropriate for their size, but this one is about the same as the one I made a few years ago.

I look down at the bow again sigh for a few reasons, but least important reason is: I wished it was pink instead of maroon.

"Archery..? Why?" Zayn questions behind me.

I take my gaze from the bow to look at him. "I don't care for loud gun and hand to hand can too dangerous in a serious situation. And ..well I just like archery."

Zayn reaches above my head and to grab a glove. "I am the best archer."

Athena snorts as he hands me the item he plucked from the self.

"Is that so.., Alpha?" I gaze at him through my lashes as I put on the glove.

"Yes. Now Kitten, do you like gambling?" He said reaching for his own gear.